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Showing posts with label gratitude journal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gratitude journal. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 28, 2018
In Gratitude of Mum
I think one of the keys to happiness, if there is a key, is cultivating a Gratitude Practice. Gratitude brings you into the present moment and connects you to the abundance of everything around you. It adds sweetness to the bitter and beauty to the mundane. It is not just a spice of life, but a kind of life force itself.
Having a practice of gratitude requires discipline; it means that you do it consistently, even when you don't feel like it or don't have time or are not even feeling particularly grateful. It is especially useful when outside circumstances are less than ideal and you are struggling. It is helpful to have a record of the "good stuff" when things are difficult and it's hard to remember the good.
I began my Gratitude Practice in June of 2015 at a particularly challenging time in my life. I was back to having migraines every day and was exhausted and had brain fog that I couldn't shake. I discovered 6 weeks later that the pharmacy had cut my dosage of thyroid medication in half when it did the conversion math to generic meds; and so I was grateful with that discovery; and how much better I felt back on my proper dose. It made feeling better even easier!
Prior to finding out about my thyroid meds, I thought, "I gotta do something, here," as I was in the Pit of Despair. So I got one of my pretty little A6-sized journals that I'd been hoarding, and started a separate, dedicated journal of all the good stuff. Paraphrasing Victor Frankl, outside circumstances don't have to dictate the inner landscape of your attitude or feelings.
What I didn't realize at the time, was that I was also documenting the last 5 months of my life with Mum. I spent almost every evening with her, and in my journal I wrote seemingly mundane things like, "Tonight, Mum made soft-boiled eggs and soldiers with knobby greens (Brussel sprouts)."
Or another time, on the way to her place, I watched in wonder as traffic stopped both ways to let a mother skunk and her 2 babies waddle across the road and disappear up a hill. I wrote about the magical light show of watching the first night of fire flies and the perfume of honeysuckle and the sounds of frog songs and toad trills. These were things I might have a vague memory of, but as Anais Nin says, "We write to taste life twice." These memories are particularly sweet.
It was after Mum's car accident that I was astonished by the power of a Gratitude Journal to keep me grounded and sane. By then, gratitude had become a daily ritual and habit. My sibs and I took shifts and stayed with Mum at the hospital; I stayed til 10p and then would drive home.
As I lay snuggled up with Beagle-boy Buddy at the end of a long day, I would write things like, "I am so grateful that Mum told the nurses she had bossy daughters," because it meant she still had some spunk. I was grateful for the nurses and then later, Hospice, that brought her home where she wanted to be. I was grateful that she finally got to have a cuppa tea when she got settled into bed in her flat.
I was grateful that we got to say goodbye and that she was surrounded by her loved ones at the end.
For all of that, I am grateful.
Most of all, I am grateful that she was my mother because there were rocky, teenage-into-my-early-20s-times, when I wasn't. I am grateful that I had this blog when I moved across the river from her, so that I could keep an online journal for her. I documented the funny things she said and photos or ordinary vizzies and I was able to express my appreciation to her in a way that doesn't translate with a card. Altho, of course I gave her those, too!
She was typically British with a stiff upper lip, and would roll her eyes if things got too sappy or sentimental. But when we were cleaning out her flat, I found a box, tucked away, that had all the cards and letters friends and fam had written her. And in there, she had printed out the first Mother's Day post I did for her.
It has been 3 years since she died. I didn't know how I would get thru those first few months; but somehow, the months have turned into years. I think of her everyday, but now I can smile. I like to think that somewhere, she is smiling down on us, too. At Thanksgiving, we went to Pioneer Sister's new seafood restaurant, Crabby Maggie's. It felt like the first family gathering that didn't have a gaping hole where Mum should be. It was joyful and fun and great to spend time with the whole fam. In addition to the traditional T-day fare, we started off with trays of JUMBO shrimp. After that, as the regular food was dished out, nephew Ro said, "I was told there would be crab legs." My BIL said, "You want crab legs? You got crab legs!" And a few minutes later out came a tray of giant ones.
My niece has been playing violin for a couple years now. She played Bach's third Brandenburg and Chiro-sis and I just sat there and wept, she was so good! Mum would be so proud of her! Mum played violin at her age and I imagine that she looked very much like my niece, with her red hair swinging as she swayed with the music. It was so sweet and it was such a BEAUTIFUL day. And it made me so grateful for our family and to be part of Queen Anne's Clan.
I continue to be Anne Holliday's daughter; and so GRATEFUL to be so. :-)
Having a practice of gratitude requires discipline; it means that you do it consistently, even when you don't feel like it or don't have time or are not even feeling particularly grateful. It is especially useful when outside circumstances are less than ideal and you are struggling. It is helpful to have a record of the "good stuff" when things are difficult and it's hard to remember the good.
I began my Gratitude Practice in June of 2015 at a particularly challenging time in my life. I was back to having migraines every day and was exhausted and had brain fog that I couldn't shake. I discovered 6 weeks later that the pharmacy had cut my dosage of thyroid medication in half when it did the conversion math to generic meds; and so I was grateful with that discovery; and how much better I felt back on my proper dose. It made feeling better even easier!
Prior to finding out about my thyroid meds, I thought, "I gotta do something, here," as I was in the Pit of Despair. So I got one of my pretty little A6-sized journals that I'd been hoarding, and started a separate, dedicated journal of all the good stuff. Paraphrasing Victor Frankl, outside circumstances don't have to dictate the inner landscape of your attitude or feelings.
What I didn't realize at the time, was that I was also documenting the last 5 months of my life with Mum. I spent almost every evening with her, and in my journal I wrote seemingly mundane things like, "Tonight, Mum made soft-boiled eggs and soldiers with knobby greens (Brussel sprouts)."
| Eggs and soldiers. |
It was after Mum's car accident that I was astonished by the power of a Gratitude Journal to keep me grounded and sane. By then, gratitude had become a daily ritual and habit. My sibs and I took shifts and stayed with Mum at the hospital; I stayed til 10p and then would drive home.
As I lay snuggled up with Beagle-boy Buddy at the end of a long day, I would write things like, "I am so grateful that Mum told the nurses she had bossy daughters," because it meant she still had some spunk. I was grateful for the nurses and then later, Hospice, that brought her home where she wanted to be. I was grateful that she finally got to have a cuppa tea when she got settled into bed in her flat.
| One of those ordinary days. There's her favourite tea cup, too. |
For all of that, I am grateful.
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| Mum looking snazzy. :-) |
She was typically British with a stiff upper lip, and would roll her eyes if things got too sappy or sentimental. But when we were cleaning out her flat, I found a box, tucked away, that had all the cards and letters friends and fam had written her. And in there, she had printed out the first Mother's Day post I did for her.
It has been 3 years since she died. I didn't know how I would get thru those first few months; but somehow, the months have turned into years. I think of her everyday, but now I can smile. I like to think that somewhere, she is smiling down on us, too. At Thanksgiving, we went to Pioneer Sister's new seafood restaurant, Crabby Maggie's. It felt like the first family gathering that didn't have a gaping hole where Mum should be. It was joyful and fun and great to spend time with the whole fam. In addition to the traditional T-day fare, we started off with trays of JUMBO shrimp. After that, as the regular food was dished out, nephew Ro said, "I was told there would be crab legs." My BIL said, "You want crab legs? You got crab legs!" And a few minutes later out came a tray of giant ones.
My niece has been playing violin for a couple years now. She played Bach's third Brandenburg and Chiro-sis and I just sat there and wept, she was so good! Mum would be so proud of her! Mum played violin at her age and I imagine that she looked very much like my niece, with her red hair swinging as she swayed with the music. It was so sweet and it was such a BEAUTIFUL day. And it made me so grateful for our family and to be part of Queen Anne's Clan.
I continue to be Anne Holliday's daughter; and so GRATEFUL to be so. :-)
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Tuesday, November 20, 2018
The Science of GRATITUDE
Loyal readers of this blog are familiar with our beLOVEd Bruce Lipton. Just in time for the season of Gratitude, comes this brilliant explanation of how gratitude enhances your health, happiness and life! EnJOY!!! :-)
"Whatever you're waiting for, be of peace of mind, contentment, health. It will surely come; but only when you're ready to receive it with openness and gratitude. Of all the characteristics needed for both a happy and morally decent life, none surpasses gratitude. Happiness and health are the just rewards for living in gratitude." ~ Ben Franklin
Sunday, February 25, 2018
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Planner for Chiro-Sis
"Puffins!" my sister exclaimed. When she saw this bird watching notebook, I knew I would be making it her new planner! Loyal readers of this blog may remember the planner I made out of a potato chip bag for her for 2017. This was a bit easier!
Inside:
One of my (many) favourite quotes from John Morgan:
Here's the front cover:
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| I put a blank label thingie over the title, so she can write whatever she wants. |
Spine:
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| You'll notice I do the Travelers Notebook elastics. |
Loyal readers of this blog will remember the post I did on the Waterlogue app that transforms photographs into watercolour pictures. Now you can see all the finished puffin pictures incorporated.
First insert is an 8" X 11.5" picture with Tyvek backing, painted brown:
A coupla quotes from Joe Dispenza and Bruce Lipton:
Weekly spread on 2 pages:
Puffin pix from Pixabay:
I put a surprise Rowan pocket in her notebook:
I made a Gratitude journal for her with another photo from Pixabay, Waterlogued:
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| "GRATITUDE IS A DECISION OF THE HEAD AND THE LANGUAGE OF THE HEART." This came to me in a meditation . . . on gratitude. :-) |
Monthly calendar from the Dollar Tree:
Another Waterlogued Pixabay puffin, turned into a pocket:
Back pocket, which I reinforced with Tyvek:
Back of book:
Here's the card I included:
Tea (of course)!
Here's a video flip-thru:
Here's the December Daily Gratitude graphic:
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| Just right-click to save. :-) |
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Tuesday, October 31, 2017
New Digi-Kits for DIY Gratitude Journals
I will have a video and accompanying blogpost later, but I wanted to do a quick post about my new digi-kits. I have been keeping a daily Gratitude Journal for over 2 years and I really think that it is the key to happiness. What we appreciate, appreciates with interest and grows and expands our hearts.
NOTE: I have links to each of these kits to my Etsy shop. HOWEVER, the link will first take you to some sort of asinine landing page of other stuff. You have to click the "skip these deals and continue to Etsy.com."
NOTE: I have links to each of these kits to my Etsy shop. HOWEVER, the link will first take you to some sort of asinine landing page of other stuff. You have to click the "skip these deals and continue to Etsy.com."
Here:
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| I really hate that Blogger has done this. You can opt out, but you have to do it manually on every device. UGH. |
OK, on to the good stuff!
The first one is Thanksgiving/Harvest/Autumn inspired:
More Autumn Harvest, but I HAD to use that feather!
This is very junk journal-y with the cross-stitch & grungy-ness!
For those who want the florals without the junk journal vibe, this is actually the first one I designed of watercolour flowers in a heart shape:
I didn't want to leave out anyone who wasn't into the lace doilies and florals. I recently scored on some old books of Italian marbled paper, so these are the dudes (and dudettes) who want a more classic look to a journal:
And one more Italian marbled book in red and blue:
Labels:
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DIY,
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junk journal
Sunday, June 18, 2017
Hello Kitty Junk Journal
I will have more photos and details later. In the meantime, here's a journal I made out of a cookie box.
Labels:
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hello kitty,
JJ,
junk journal,
TN,
travelers notebook
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